You'll Never Break Me

White wolves seemed to have a habit of appearing in his life, he wondered if Boreas simply had an abundance of wolves, although he supposed Kane and Brandr hadn’t been white…And of course, neither was Pyrrhus. He missed the fiery woman dearly and regretted never taking her up on her offer to train him. Would she still agree if she knew what he was planning now? He doubted it; the whole reason she had left Abaven was her loyalty to Bass, no doubt the woman would side with Sparrow and the archaic ritual of lines of succession rather than choosing a leader by their ability.

But that was in the past.

The male before him now looked strong. The Lightning Bolt was taller than him but the young male had  determination- a surety- that he had only ever seen on Pyrrhus and until now had never seen again. Perfect. “Greetings.” He said, his voice finally harmonizing into a mature baritone.“I am Tyranis Wreckage of Abaven.” He said formally, his posture composed and almost regal. “I am looking for someone to train and spar with…For experience.” There were few he was completely transparent with; those he felt he could comfortably lie to without them running into Sparrow or her vagabond friends. Had the male been older and further west he might have


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